Wednesday, June 25, 2014

The Worlds Poesy

Every turn, every path, every place I visit in the outdoors is lined with verdant green and blooms bursting forth!

Wild roses.

Wild roses while out walking the dogs.

I love how delicate these roses are.

I have been trying to enjoy every last bit of green,
of lush foliage, buds and blossoms,
slanted sunlight through dusky skies and salty ocean breezes...

where the swamp runs into the pond.

Trillium (flower) gone by.

Wild berry patch... Mmmm! Can't wait!!!

The Great Lawn. A beautiful reservation area looking over coves, rocky coastline, the city in the distance and open ocean. It was once part of an estate and has now been given to the Trustees of Reservation to care for and preserve.

I feel the birdsong every morning, right outside my open windows.
I rise, sip something warm and herbal out of the garden.
Wander out and about with the furry, 4-legged beasts.
They are happy to frolic and swim!
(And I am happy to experience their unabashed joy in these activities!)

Oh, hello Yarrow! Look at you shining in the sun, among the wild grasses!

Rosa Rugosa. My favorite (and oh, so fragrant) wild rose. 

It is that time.
To begin harvest.
Of flowers, of foods, of plants used for medicine making and natural dyeing.
Enjoy the blessings of the plant world.
Make friends with them, they are open, willing.
They are allies.

Open field. Nothing but grass, a couple trees and bushes, big sky and a happy little patch of wild daisies.

Along the edge, the rocks all have beautiful colors and textures.

One of the private abodes neighboring the reservation. Look at all those windows!!! I guess they are fitting for the view (an island and big open ocean)!

Sweet and loving daisies!

Hey Daisies, great view you've got there!

And don't forget to take time for beauty.
Make time for it.
Stop and look- really look! All around, magic and pulchritude.
The worlds poesy.

Shiny ocean.

Peeking through. boats anchored in the cove, signs warning of protected areas that are being eroded.

Tall wild grasses.

It is a comfort, this beautiful world.
Always the small things make me smile and remember I am truly alive.
Reach out and touch...

Sassafras! The mitten shaped leaves (along side oval shaped leaves) are distinct identification.

The path in.

Everything seems to be happily blooming!

Breathe it all in, every last bit of this seasons honeysuckle scented passion.
Make it your passion.
Make it part of your soul.


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